Chapter 837 Where Can She Go (2)

The two of them had been in a stalemate for a long time. Richie was defeated.

"Can I choose not to say it?"

The little girl always hit the nail on the head when she asked questions. "Did you decide not to tell me because he felt guilty?"

But she still kept a pair of innocent eyes, which made him feel that she was really just following her heart to ask questions.

"Yes," replied Richie.

So, how could she continue the topic now?

The little girl tilted her head to show that she was a little confused at the moment. She didn't know what else to say after she asked what she was thinking.

"Uncle, do you regret it?"

Would he regret for hurting her mother? If he did regret it, he was not too bad.

After thinking for a while, Richie answered, "Of course."

When Consuela was pissed off and left, he began to regret it. But she didn't expect that Consuela would be so determined that she didn't even want to take her child away.

"But it's useless to regret..."

"……"

Richie was choked by her words. He felt that she was revenging on what he had just said. She was so vindictive.

The little girl held the doll prepared by Wendy in her arms and looked up at the man. The dimples at the corners of her mouth almost sucked in. "Uncle, can you stop looking for Mom today? You two seem to need time to calm down..."

"……"

No, he didn't need to calm down now. He just needed to find the person, no matter what would happen in the future.

Even if it was useless, it was better than sitting here and doing nothing.

"You are too young to understand how I feel now. If I don't do anything now, I will definitely not be safe. I will always think about your mother's things and can't do anything. It will not only waste time but also make myself worried."

The little girl opened her pure eyes and tilted her head. "I don't know what you mean, but it seems that you are doing because it is good for mom. Then I will support you... "

"Okay."

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s, is there anything unpleasant happening to you recently? You look sad. "

As soon as he said that, Richie looked unhappy.

The elevator just arrived. Richie snorted, "So what exactly do you want to say?"

What did he want to say? What else could he say? It was just a few words of comfort.

"What can I say? I just want to know what's wrong with you recently. Yesterday, you called me to ask about Consuela..." He asked with a guilty conscience. In fact, he was very clear in his heart.

But he didn't want to expose Cassie's private collection. When it was exposed, he might have to apologize.

"You don't know even if I ask you. Why do you talk so much nonsense? Do your job well." said Richie impatiently.

He hadn't slept for the whole night, and his mental state was almost in a state of collapse. But he couldn't just fall down like this. He hadn't got any news about Consuela.

None of his men replied to him.

It seemed to be true. No one knew the existence of Consuela. She appeared and disappeared all of a sudden. If the little girl hadn't stayed in the villa quietly, he would have doubted if Consuela had really come back.

Seeing that Richie was on the verge of collapsing, Tim could only say gently, "Boss, no matter what happened, you have to remember to take good care of yourself."